Aisle 17A Poem by NormaZI started a poem a day challenge, and this was from day one, about the cleaning aisle.
Stuck between pet food and produce
is Aisle 17, are the cleaning products Florescent lights shine down on shelves of blue, yellow, green, red, orange environmentally irresponsible plastic jugs. Laundry detergent on the right, dish detergent on the left stand at attention along the sides of the aisle. All the brands shout out Pick Me, they say, I am Powerful, Extra Strong, Concentrated! The laundry detergents Lavender, lemon, sea breeze, compete for whiter whites, softer clothes, or starch if you are feeling a little uptight. The dish detergents promise Sparkling dishes just a capful away! Don't worry about that caked on grease, it's no match for our superpowers! The disinfectants, the hard core cleaners, Clorox, Lysol, PineSol microorganisms beware! At the end of the aisle, virgin sunny never have touched a dirty floor, sponge mops stand waiting, with the dusters capable of picking up all the dirt, dust, and cobwebs that lurk below your bed. Then there are, almost as an afterthought, the humble wooden clothes pins, that hold sheets which billow out, and snap in the wind singing a song to clean by
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